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Here for your enjoyment is chapter 28 of Submission Agenda. As usual, all
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Chapter Twenty Eight: Hellfire Inferno

The White Queen had her orders. She knew that now was the time to strike, and
I was right with her, riding in her mind as she prepared to carry out the
task that for long weeks she had felt the urge to commit. Opening the door to
Sebastian Shaw's chamber, she walked in slowly, appreciating the scene
unfolding before her.

Emma knew that Shaw was a violent man, a being who craved the feeling of
inflicting pain on his lovers even as he rode them deeply. The White Queen
folded her arms and watched with a mixture of arousal and contempt as he
watched Kitty Pryde slide Shaw's engorged prick deep into her cunt, the
muscular Black King skewering her doubly as he thrust a long, thick black
dildo deep into her ass, the poor mutant girl squealing in pain at the twin
intrusion, yet starting the thrusting nonetheless, eyes tightly shut as
sexual sensations flooded her body. Deep red marks on her back coupled with
the discarded belt on the bed told the full story - Kitty had been beaten
before Shaw had ordered her to fuck him. Not that the girl seemed to mind -
Emma was fully aware of the savage enjoyment of all sexual stimulation that
Selene's essence brought forth from all her conquests. The White Queen
coughed politely.

"Ah my White Queen," Shaw observed, turning to face her even as Kitty humped
ever harder into his crotch. "Join us, my dear, Kitty here is simply delicious
today."

"No. Today is the day I carry out my most beloved of orders from my true
master. Today is the day I murder you, Sebastian Shaw."

Emma's face remained impassive, as Shaw fixed her with a steely gaze - an
expression that broke out in a smile.

"Come now Emma, enough of these games. Allow me to pleasure you, my dear..."

"As you pleasured your whore here?" enquired Emma slowly, lifting the belt and
flexing it. "Do you enjoy being inside her, Shaw?"

Kitty stopped the fucking motion on Shaw's rock hard cock, her mind suddenly
in the grip of the master telepath, Emma easily taking control of her
conquered mind. She forced Kitty to activate her long dormant phasing power,
and allowed her mind-slave to bring Shaw's body deep within her own. The
Black King groaned out loud at the stimulation - his whore's body was neither
solid, nor intangible - the effect of the phasing flesh was simply...
mind-blowing. His hips humped almost involuntarily deeper into his whore.

"Die, Shaw."

Emma turned her back and walked from the room, even as she gave the mental
command for Kitty to fully solidify in Shaw's body, the cruel leader of the
Hellfire Club's screams resounding through the building  as his guts were
torn from him. That was a lot easier than I thought it would be, it had to be
said. Emma's peripheral thoughts were to deaden Kitty's mind to what had
happened, putting her into a trance that would see her forget the entire
incident, and she rose zombie-like from the gore, and went to clean up.

Now only the Black Queen stood in the way of my complete possession of the
Hellfire Club.

***

"Verily, her mind be broken, my Lord," the Enchantress sighed, running her
hand through the ebony tresses of Selene's long hair. "May she provide thy
cruel heart with scant entertainment before I claim my prize."

I moaned slightly as the Enchantress's feather-light caress shot new feeling
through my cock, a familiar throbbing in my balls as I sensed the Asgardian's
magical power send new vigor through my libido, my eyes locked onto the new
prize before me. The Enchantress had re-clothed Selene in what looked
suspiciously to me like a convent school girl uniform. The white blouse she
wore was evidently way too small, her generous tits barely contained, the
buttons straining under the pressure. Her long, silky legs were fully
exposed, a small, pleated mini-skirt completing the ensemble. It would
probably have been around knee-length on a five-year-old, but barely covered
her pussy and ass as it was. Her long, flowing hair was bunched into
pig-tails.

"The demeanour of those men who see girls clothed thus is an effect I find
interesting," explained the Enchantress, waving her hand dismissively towards
Selene.

"I will enjoy her," I stated simply, mentally undressing her.

"And then... I will gift thee mortal, with Asgardian powers beyond thine ken,
so long as thy body pleasures mine."

I turned to look at her, wondering what she meant. If she had power to give
me, I would demand it from my slave without condition. I decided that I would
deal with Selene first.

"How have you further punished her?" I enquired, curious about the Black
Queen's vacant stare, the total lack of animation in her form.

"Watch, my Lord," she replied, clicking her fingers, Selene suddenly becoming
alert, looking around with a child-like wonder until she caught my look.

"Daddy! Daddy!" she cried, standing up and running towards me, hugging me
deeply with a child-like devotion I can't say that I'd ever experienced
before... she didn't even seem too concerned that I was stark naked.

Her breasts crushed against my chest, and I could feel a button pop as it
surrendered to the pressure of her large mammaries straining to break free. I
moaned slightly as I drank in her alluring scent, and felt the smoothness of
her thighs rubbing against mine. Life coursed through my cock as I responded
to her simple hug, my length tracing a path along her inner thigh as it
slowly grew into erection. Selene pulled back and gasped at the sight of my
cock, turning and running to the Enchantress, weeping suddenly.

"Mommy! Mommy!" she sobbed  uncontrollably. "I felt... Daddy's... thing!"

The Enchantress smiled evilly at me as I realised what her true punishment
for Selene was regression to a child-like state, probably a mental template
she had stolen from the children she had observed in the past. All at once I
knew her game. Telepathically I could sense that Selene retained her
tremendous appetite for sex... unfortunately she no longer had any of the
knowledge she required to sate it.

"There, there, my sweet," the Enchantress reassured Selene, turning her to
face me. "That just means he loves you..."

"I feel weird, momma," Peering into her mind I could sense that Selene's
subconscious was expressing its desire at the sight of naked cock. "I feel...
like... like I wanna pee."

"That's just your body's way of saying you love me too, sweetheart. Doesn't it
feel good?" I asked, idly toying with my burgeoning erection.

"Yeah... I guess..."

"Come hither, child, lie on the bed," the Enchantress commanded, leading the
uniform-clad temptress to the bed, lying her down upon it and beckoning me
closer. "We shall make you feel really, really good."

I walked across to the bed, watching as Selene quivered beneath the goddess's
touch, the Asgardian slowly running her long fingernails across the exposed
thigh flesh, my cock jerking at the sight,

Selene's eyes locked onto the full-blooded erection bobbing towards her.

"That... that tickles, momma.. but..."

"Feel it good, child, enjoy the sensation," the Enchantress replied, her
caresses becoming ever more daring. I noticed her hand begin to snake up under
the pleated skirt.

"Please don't... touch my... my..." Selene struggled for the words as the
Enchantress brushed her hairless cunt with one fingernail.

"Your pussy, sweetheart, your juicy little cunny," I finished, my senses lost
in the erotic display before me.

Selene gasped, both at the dirty language and at the feelings that ran
through her as her clitoris engorged itself with blood, her tight channel
moistening as the Enchantress continued her slow caresses on her legs,
occasionally teasing her wetness with a throwaway caress. Then she went in
for the kill, beginning to drill one of her fingers between the moistened
labia, penetrating her. Selene bolted upright, the sudden movement ripping
open the taut blouse, her twin globes of expansive tit flesh now barely
contained, her nipples poking through the material, her cleavage almost
totally exposed.

"Daddy! What is she doing to me?"

"She is using her finger to fuck your little pussy, honey," I replied
absentmindedly, watching the hand bob in and out of the skirt, smiling at the
expression of pure evil on the Enchantress's face. "How does it feel,
sweetie?"

She yelped slightly as the Enchantress pushed deeper into her, the Asgardian
leaning over to kiss her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips. I heard a
muffled cry of protest as her mouth opened and Selene's lips were penetrated
by the goddess's tongue.

My cock screamed for attention, dribbling like a baby as I watched the
Enchantress moan into her victim's mouth, penetrating her doubly, before
pulling back and watching the innocent expression of shock and juvenile lust
on Selene's face. Through telepathic probing I sensed her eight-year-old
mentality but at the same time, her dark lusts blasted through her body... I
wondered how her mind would cope with the sinister, incomprehensible adult
yearnings she had thrived on for so many years - an unquenchable fuck-lust
she would have no idea how to satisfy.

Instinct took over as the Enchantress's fingers left her cunt and Selene
spread her perfectly sculpted legs wide. I dropped to my knees between them,
Selene lifting her tiny skirt to reveal her hairless pussy. I could see the
extent of her arousal - the flared lips were smeared with her lubricating
juices. After revealing her gorgeous cunt, Selene began to explore it, play
with it, as both myself and the Enchantress watched. She seemed very
frustrated.

"I... I got an itch, Daddy... don't know how to... to..." and then she began
to cry, the Asgardian goddess cradling her head and kissing it tenderly, all
the while smirking evilly to herself.

I pulled my head downwards, using my fingers to draw Selene's hands away from
her cunt, leaving the glorious, bald opening ripe for my touch, my eyes mere
inches from the exposed pussy. Daddy was going to scratch her itch all right.

"Daddy, yes!" she squealed as I brought my tongue out and lapped at it from
clit to asshole, my fingers prying her labia apart, exposing her pink-red
inner cunt, her juices now flowing freely. "That's it, Daddy, so dirty!"

Only on a rare occasion would I go down on a woman, but the feeling of
innocence violated was such a worthy reason for performing the act itself
this time around. I circled her clitoris with my questing tongue, smiling as
I saw the hood retract, revealing the precious jewel itself, all the while
Selene desperately attempting to keep her hips from smashing me in the face.
Satisfied with the results so far, I pushed deeply into her snatch, sucking
wildly, feeling her convulse at the intrusion.

"Yes... that's it... that's it, Daddy!"

"Does that feel good, sweetie?" I asked, lifting myself away from her creaming
pussy, knowing that now she would perform any act I asked of her.

"Y-yes... but I... I need... something."

Damn right she needed something, but while she was hot she was putty in my
hands... I'd keep her on the edge right to the final moment. She would have to
earn her cum.

"It's called a climax, honey, or cumming. It's a rush of joy that floods your
whole body. It'll make you feel so... good. Would you like to see your mommy
and daddy cum?"

I grinned as she nodded enthusiastically. I was getting close to spurting my
cream... too close. I'd felt Selene's cunt and somehow her virgin mentality
had brought a new tightness to bear on her - I wasn't sure how long I'd last
inside of her... and I wanted her to experience the full spectrum of sexual
feeling before my cum blasted into her and took her over the edge. With the
Enchantress, it didn't matter. With the Band of Tyr still resting on my
finger I could command her to orgasm harder than she had ever done in her
millennia of existence. Besides, the bitch had been asking for it for days.

Kneeling on the bed next to her 'daughter', the Enchantress looked like the
cat that had got the cream as she wiggled her shoulders, her costume falling
away on command, to expose the massive, perfect mammaries... tits she knew
would drive me crazy with desire for her. She closed her eyes, a sudden
breeze seemingly disposing of the rest of her ornate Asgardian garb, leaving
just her voluptuous form kneeling on the bed in front of me, its perfection
even bringing a sigh from Selene.

I leapt forwards, devouring her breasts, burying myself in her ample mounds of
delight, quite aware of the smug look of enjoyment currently on her face. It
didn't matter, this wasn't about her, it was getting my fucking rocks off.
Pushing her down on the bed next to Selene, I brought my cock level with her
plump lips, her tongue shooting out to caress the bottom of the tip before she
pushed it into her mouth and sucked with an expertise not known on this Earth.

Selene gasped as she saw what happened, my cock being orally pleasured...
pleasured beyond all imagining.

"Daddy! Your thing... it's... Mommy! You can't do that... it's... it's..."

I gasped at the sensations coursing through my cock, pulling it from her
mouth, allowing the pre-cum to drool over her lips, Selene now lost for words
as the Enchantress fisted it wildly, taking the juices on her mouth, wiping
my cockhead around the circumference of her oral cavity, her eyes a challenge
- put it where it belongs or you'll lose it over my face. Her legs opened
invitingly beneath me, and that was enough for me to fall under her spell.

"Watch what I do with my... thing, sweetie... you'll love it when I do it to
you."

The Enchantress's knees drew up and I placed a palm on each, slowly pushing
them open, wide open, enough to see her labia open, enough to see a torrent
of clear girl cream ooze from her snatch... enough to almost lose my mind
with desire as penis was brought into contact with vagina. That smile. I
could see it again. The smile that said "I know I am the best... I know you
need this."

I impaled her deeply with one thrust, appreciating the groan of desire the
Enchantress produced even as Selene gasped again as she saw our bodies mesh
together. Cock into cunt, mouths kissing deeply, tongues intertwining. I broke
the kiss, burying myself in her fragrant neck.

Her snatch was alive around my thrusting prick, like a thousand tiny fingers
knowing exactly where to press, pull and massage, a huge pressure on the base
of my cock preventing me from the climax I needed so badly. The Enchantress
didn't care about the submission of the Black Queen. She didn't care for her
master's pleasure. She desired a good fuck and whilst dispensing pleasure she
would gain her own. I lost myself in the feelings issuing forth from my cock.
The Enchantress was the greatest lover in the world, possessed of the most
incredible physical body, skilled in the arts of love-making no mere mortal
could ever hope to match. I... I needed... loved...

I could feel the ring on my finger - the tortured souls of the Nordic
sorcerers who had driven off their hated oppressive gods - talking to me,
almost. Guiding me through the enchantment, shaking off the spellbinding
submersion in her womanliness, giving me back my mind...

"Cum for me you fucking witch! Cum like you've never cum before!" I screamed,
mentally willing the most incredible orgasm of her existence through the
Enchantress's body, pulling my cock free, jerking it off wildly in order to
bring about my own release, so cruelly curtailed by the goddess's sheer sexual
skill and selfish desire.

She thrashed below me as her body was wracked with orgasm, her composed sexual
surety completely lost as sexual energies beyond comprehension took her to the
edge of her sanity.

"Time for you to see how Daddy cums," I warned Selene, grinning maliciously
as she moved closer, eyes locked on the cockhead, my prick beginning to spit
its white cream over the Enchantress's, stomach, tits, face and hair - a vast
torrent of cream coating my Asgardian slut. How she would pay for this
impudence. I saw the hatred in her eyes, hatred from my slave-slut... a
feeling I would torture out of her once the take over of the Hellfire Club
was complete.

"Sleep, whore," I commanded, the Enchantress immediately responding, curling
into a ball and sleeping, leaving me with the voluptuous form and virgin mind
of Selene to abuse at my pleasure.

"Daddy... Daddy... did Mommy... cum? Did you?"

My cock was rock-hard, despite its heavenly expulsion of my fluids. I knew
that poor Selene was going to bear the brunt of the sexual frustrations I
still felt. I felt as though I could cum forever. Grabbing her by her pig
tails I pulled her across and forced her face into the biggest cum puddles on
the Enchantress's breasts.

"Yeah I came hard baby... taste it you gorgeous little bitch!"

A thin, malicious smile spread across my lips as Selene, head held steady in
my grasp, pushed out her tongue and tentatively tasted my cock cream. The
taste didn't matter. By the time I would be finished with her, she'd be
sucking it from the source as though her life depended on it.

"Now then, sweetie... do you want to make me cum like Mommy did?"

I could see uncertainty in her eyes - she knew that I was angry, beyond
control. Still, she nodded slowly, eyes locked on my slimy cock, white cream
still dripping from the tip. Slowly, without any prompting, she came forward,
mouth slack, tongue licking her lips, before descending on my prick.

"Lick it, baby... good... suck it like a fucking lollipop... take more of
it... yeah!"

I had planned to sample each of her charms separately before shooting my muck
deep into her pussy, but as her inexperienced tongue and lips got to work on
my prick I knew that it would not happen. I could sense my testicles going
into overdrive, pumping out the spunk that would bind Selene to my will for
eternity.

I lost it quickly, flicking my hips quickly to impale her mouth more
effectively, snarling as I felt the pure release of semen shooting from my
cock, coating the inside of her mouth. Of course, she choked and gagged, so I
pulled out, leaving several white trails across her features as I pushed her
down next to her sleeping 'mother' and hungrily pulled away the blouse from
her enticing tits, smiling at the expanse of flesh I knew I could use for own
ends.

My cock still pulsed out its white load as I pushed her titties together and
drove my cock deeply in between them, coating them with a white sheen within
seconds of rampant thrusting.

"Daddy! Please... no!"

"It'll feel like magic in a minute, bitch!" I remarked, ignoring her cries,
ignoring her struggles as I continued to ransack her tit-meat, hearing with
satisfaction her moans and gasps as the cream sensitised her mounds, sending
shards of pleasure throughout her body.

I sensed her orgasm and pulled away quickly, admiring my work. Her face was
coated in white trails, her chin was a mess, her tits were covered, a small
puddle forming around her neck and in the valley of her cleavage. I palmed
her mammaries, massaging them as she squealed at the sensations, my cock now
level with her bare little pussy. I decided that she would cum when I
penetrated her, and violently pulled on her nipples, knowing what would
happen to her in this super-sensitised state.

"DADDY!"

She screamed in pain and pleasure, finally knowing orgasmic release as my
cock ferociously dipped into her, thrusting all the way inside her beautiful
tightness, her cunt clamping down on me as she came hard. I thrust again and
again, biting on her breasts, deeply on the nipples, feeling her cum again
and again, my cock now issuing a near constant stream of spunk, shooting
deeply into her womb, forever marking her as my property.

She had passed out by the time my semi-deflated manhood left her
still-clenching cunt. Sanity had returned to me and regardless of the
Enchantress's scheme to make me hers, I was still in control... just. I could
barely look at the Asgardian without the urge to take her, despite my drained
condition. Were it not for the Band of Tyr I would be hers, not vice-versa.
She would require... conditioning - a battery of humiliation and servitude
that would forever teach her what her place was. Already I heard voices in my
mind, the ring's creators screaming at me to instantly take my revenge on the
woman. I began to smile as a plan took shape.

My reverie was interrupted as Phoenix, Madelyne, Wanda and Malice entered the
room.

"Looks like quite a party," observed Malice wryly, noting the two women's
condition, which was... messy at best.

"Selene has been... dealt with," I explained, my slaves smiling widely. "Now
report."

"The Hellfire Club is ours. The Inner Circle are either dead or... otherwise
occupied," Malice stated, waving dismissively at Selene's wretched state.
"Selene has been quite busy though with what looks like some kind of agenda of
her own."

"Oh really? I'm afraid that she's not really in too much of a position to tell
us about it, even were she conscious. What have you discovered?"

"Earlier, we detected the psionic trace pattern of Rachel Summers," Phoenix
reported. "She was being held captive in one of the dungeons."

"Hmmm... your daughter from another timeline, Phoenix. I daresay that your
reunion will prove to be quite... emotional. Anything else?"

"I discovered something too, master," Wanda added with some delight. "I found
Franklin Richards in some kind of monitor room, tied to a chair, inhibitor
collar in place... my guess is that Selene had him watching the whores work 24
hours a day... can't say how long he's been there, or what kind of state his
sanity is in after being forced to watch that kind of thing."

"Franklin Richards... what would Selene want from him?"

"She would desire to mate him with the Summers girl," observed Malice
carefully. "Although my... son... is quite some way from puberty."

"Not any more he isn't," Wanda smiled, bringing her sorcerous might to bear
on creating an image of Franklin's current condition in front of us. "Selene
has the power to age any one she so chooses. She was pretty specific in what
she had done to the boy."

Looking at the image, it was clear that he had been aged quite dramatically -
gone was the six or seven-year-old boy I'd seen in the Fantastic Four's
records. Franklin had been matured just to the point of puberty. God knows
what state his mind was in after he'd been exposed to the perversions of the
Hellfire Club's skilled prostitutes and its depraved members.

"Orders, master?" Malice enquired, eyes locked on the visage of the boy.

"Franklin Richards is too powerful to be left unchecked. I believe that right
now he would benefit from his mother's... attentions."

Malice smiled, beginning to unzip her leather catsuit as she left the room.

"And what of Rachel, lover?" Phoenix asked, both her and Madelyne awaiting my
commands.

I considered carefully. The plan was at a critical juncture... soon my
anonymity would be compromised and the big guns would come calling - the
Avengers and the remnants of the other super hero groups. With the power base
at my command it would be no problem to see off 'Earth's Mightiest Heroes'...
but the others...

"There is another who may jeopardise our position. I believe that Rachel may
be unique bait for him. You will recruit him and use whatever means necessary
to do so. If the two of you are as good as I think you are, Nate Grey should
be well within your capabilities."

A genetic creation of the scientist Mr Sinister, Nate Grey was the biological
result of Scott Summers and Jean Grey's DNA, spliced to maximum effect. He is
the most powerful mutant on Earth, possessed of psychic and telekinetic
powers beyond compare. Rachel had the same parentage, but arrived from a
different time line, and has a somewhat different array of powers. It all
gets rather complicated to explain. Suffice to say that their genetic mother
and her clone would soon be adding them to our cause.

"Nate and Rachel?" mused Madelyne. "I can't even begin to imagine how
incestuous that would be!"

With that, they left me with my thoughts as the twin redheads planned their
seductions. I was fully aware of the Onslaught files. With Franklin Richards
and Nate Grey together, reality itself would be rent asunder at my whim. With
power like that at my command, nobody could conceivably challenge me... The
world would belong to me and the future would be assured.





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